Versuri MISERY INDEX - Servants Of Progress

Running like a dog far too longWaiting for a chance to 'be'Learning your lessons with pride
then fall into lineYour class inclination is to workconsumeAnd breedYou bury your dead where you eatBut never forget
this world is finite

Work another dayPunch that clockWatching your life pass bySucking all flesh from the boneYour
fruit all but rottenA spectar comes haunting again as Babylon sleepsYour enemies once were your friendsYour loversYour
life... all dead

You are your own destroyer...

Hang the masters from the highest tree and let their dead eyes stare back
atTheir children